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June 13, 2008

Wigging Out

Lots of websites feature retro ads that make me boggle at how much we've changed. Pushing cigarettes as healthy, clothes from the 70s that make me wince in recognition, depictions of women's roles from the 50s that make me realize we've come a long way, if not all the way.

Today I had a different experience. Today, I was flung back in time with the this ad. You see this photo? These are plastic wigs. We had these wigs. I nearly fell off my chair when I saw it. We used to get dolled up in my mom's castoffs, teeter around in her high heels and wear these wigs on our heads. Yes, that would be Roz, Gilly and me, in case they try to tell you they didn't. "Oh, only Lorraine did that...". Nope not a chance. We all did.

Poor Sod just walked in the kitchen as I was posting this. I showed him the pic, laughing hysterically. He raised an eyebrow, and said "you know how creepy this is, right?". I told him they were fabulous. He backed away quietly.

Plastic hair. My mother bought us plastic hair. And we thought it was glamorous.

And you wonder why I turned out the way I did.

posted by Lorraine at 8:37 AM |

4 Comments:

Anonymous said...

The red one was for people with really big heads. I liked that "hair" style the best but the old lady blonde one actually fit best. 3 Play Wigs - Where are they Now?

Hey Lorraine, check the attic. Isn't that where all our old stuff ended up? Maybe you'll see some woodland creature sporting a lovely do.

Lorraine: You blame the wig for how you turned out? Kidding. Recycle those suckers. It is nice to look back once and awhile, even if it is only for a laugh. It gives a better appreciation of life I think. I couldn't help but think of the elderly ladies with blue hair. First thing that came to mind when I look at the wigs pic. Still around I guess, blue hair? I haven't looked.